Chapter 433: Opening a Package and Cutting the Aorta?
Listening to Chen Mu's questioning voice.
The crispy college student in front of him actually showed a vague look of grievance.
"Dr. Chen, don't you know? The watermelon stall in front of our school has a history of being short of weight."
Chen Mu was stunned.
He shook his head and said, "I don't know, but..."
Chen Mu looked at the crispy college student's expression, which was somewhat strange.
He said very speechlessly: "Since you also know that there has been a shortage of watermelon stalls, can you go to other stalls to buy?"
"There shouldn't be only one watermelon stall in front of the school, right?"
There are merchants who are cheating and cheating, and there are certainly merchants who are honest and trustworthy and have a good reputation.
Even though I know that a store has a shortage of items, I still insist on going there.
Isn't this a brain problem? !
Chen Mu thought so in his mind.
The other crispy college students watching the excitement seemed to suddenly remember something.
He looked at the patient’s friend and said, “Did you two buy from that watermelon stand that does moral kidnapping?”
The more Chen Mu listened, the more confused he became.
I just wonder if these crispy college students are playing riddles here?
Even Su Bingbing next to Chen Mu was curious about knowledge.
On the other side, he asked with a serious face: "What does moral kidnapping mean? Is it possible that if you don't buy this watermelon, the boss can morally kidnap you?"
"I'm just selling a watermelon, how can I be morally kidnapped?!"
The crispy college students sighed together.
The patient's friend explained helplessly: "If it's just an ordinary merchant selling watermelon, maybe there is really no way to morally kidnap us."
"My quality as a person is actually variable. I get stronger when I'm strong!"
Chen Mu was on the side and said in a very affirmative tone: "But, you two are still kidnapped by morality."
The patient's friend sighed again: "That's because those two watermelon sellers are disabled!"
"Every time we don't go to their stall, they will say that today's young people don't know how to take care of the disabled."
"But when we bought watermelons from his house, we had to bear the risk of losing a lot of money."
Crispy college students watching on the side.
Mentioning the watermelon stall at the door.
One by one.
He also showed great indignation.
"I haven't had morals for a long time. Since the last time I was short of money, my morals have kidnapped me. I won't go to his house to buy watermelons anymore."
"Forget it. There are so many merchants at the door, but his watermelon is the most expensive. It's a dollar more expensive than the others!"
"Now every time I pass by the school gate, I will go around his stall, otherwise he will kidnap me. I am too thin-skinned, I will really buy..."
"Me too……"
What these crispy college students are saying.
It was enough to make Chen Mu and Su Bingbing stunned.
Chen Mu's attention was focused on the patient, but Su Bingbing couldn't hold back her curiosity.
Su Bingbing; "Since you all know that there is a problem with this store, even if they have reasons for moral kidnapping, college students have to pay for their living expenses with their families, so why can't you refuse this moral kidnapping?"
When Su Bingbing was in college.
The cost of living is not that rich either.
It’s like what the patient’s friend just said.
They bought forty pounds of watermelon, if what these crispy college students say is true.
This is a black shop that morally kidnaps crispy college students. The unit price of their watermelons is one yuan more than other shops.
For example, the 40 pounds of watermelon bought by the patient and the patient's friends was a full 40 yuan more expensive than other stores, even if the weight was not lacking.
Forty dollars.
For many crispy college students, this is a huge sum of money.
If a few people go out for a dinner, forty yuan is enough to improve the food.
The patient's friend sighed: "Actually, some time ago, we were able to refuse moral kidnapping, but recently, isn't the school doing a program?"
Said.
The patient's friends are very serious.
Pointing to the live broadcast camera next to Chen Mu.
I heard this from a patient’s friend.
This time, let alone Su Bingbing who was bursting with curiosity, even Chen Mu was holding a needle and preparing to start acupuncture for the patient.
They couldn't help but glance over here and asked: "Is there any necessary connection between you being morally kidnapped and the school recording a program?"
Chen Mu was really afraid of these crispy college students.
I'm afraid that he didn't notice it.
The school hospital of Haicheng University, the program team, and his unlucky school doctor.
Another huge black pot was shouldered.
The patient's friend nodded seriously, "Yes! There is a big connection here!"
"Both of us rarely buy watermelons from this store."
"No matter how the bosses call us to buy their watermelons, we can pretend not to hear them."
"But today, that boss said something to us!"
Speaking of which.
The patient's friend was obviously gritting his teeth.
Su Bingbing asked curiously: "What did that boss say to you guys?"
The patient’s friend: “He said that the students at Haicheng University are so good that they don’t even care about the disabled.”
Su Bingbing: "..."
Chen Mu: "..."
Other onlookers: "..."
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"Good guy, if during our school's program, someone said that if I didn't buy his watermelon it would discredit my alma mater, I might buy it too?"
"Although I usually complain about the school's various unreasonable rules and uniforms, if someone talks about our school like that, I may really not be able to refuse his moral kidnapping. I will buy two watermelons to cheer up my alma mater!"
"So, the other fruit shops in front of Haicheng University lose because they don't know moral kidnapping?!"
"Should I say it or not, no matter what, Haicheng University is the scapegoat. The crispy college students are indeed being kidnapped morally because of the school's sense of honor."
"If it weren't for the sense of honor, we wouldn't accept moral kidnapping. If we didn't accept moral kidnapping, we wouldn't buy forty pounds of watermelon. (Be more rigorous, this forty pounds may be short of a pound or two.)"
"It was also because he bought forty pounds of watermelon that the patient ate forty pounds of watermelon in one sitting. Good guy, is the culprit really Haicheng University?!"
"???!!!"
"Sometimes, I feel honored that I can watch the live broadcast in the same live broadcast room with so many great minds."
"Now I understand why the president of Haicheng University entered the ICU!"
"..."
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Patient's friend: "My friend has a strong sense of belonging to Haicheng University. How could he hear such words?!"
"I was very angry and walked to the watermelon stall and bought two large watermelons, totaling more than 40 kilograms."
"More than two hundred dollars!"
Chen Mu was speechless: "Five yuan is more than a pound?"
Does this price seem a bit expensive?
The patient’s friend: “This is Kirin watermelon. It’s a bit more expensive, but we accept it...”
Patient’s friend: “After I returned home, I had other things to do, so I left the watermelon to my friend.”
"When I went back, I found this idiot!"
"I am alone in the dormitory. Just thinking about the watermelon I bought for 200 yuan, the more I think about it, the angrier I get."
"When he is angry, he wants to eat all the watermelon, so that his money will not be wasted!"
The corners of Chen Mu's lips twitched: "Yes, such money is not in vain. From now on, as long as you are willing to show off your face, you can still make money as an internet celebrity!"
Because of being kidnapped by morality.
The "talent" who almost pushed himself to death could not find the same model when he looked at the magical land of Haicheng University.
"vomit!"
Such as patients.
Eat too much.
In fact, the best way is to get out all the food in your stomach by inducing vomiting.
Almost as soon as the trash can next to it was ready, Chen Mu injected it with one shot.
"vomit!"
The patient was lying on the edge of the trash can, holding the trash can and vomiting wildly.
Vomiting to the later stage.
Viewers in the live broadcast room discovered that the patient’s belly had become smaller.
—
"Good guy, I gained experience again in the live broadcast room of Haicheng University. It turns out that people can really fill their belly with just one meal."
"Forty pounds of watermelon, even if you give me money after eating, I can't eat it."
"Every time I see this kind of person, I have only one thought in my mind. The land of Haicheng University really doesn't support idlers..."
"Doesn't care for idle people? This is a crazy god who doesn't care for idle people!"
"Why do I feel that Dr. Chen is obviously not as talkative as he was in the past two days? This is because the show has been recorded for a long time and he is not willing to explain to the audience anymore?"
"Is there a possibility that if you were the school doctor, you would definitely be more silent than Dr. Chen. Is there anything else you can say..."
"When will Dr. Ye He arrive? I'm really worried about Dr. Chen's mental state. I feel like I'm going crazy."
"..."
—
"vomit!"
On one side, there was a kind-hearted crispy college student who contributed two bottles of unopened mineral water.
After Chen Mu asked Su Bingbing to reimburse the money to the crispy college student, he opened the mineral water and handed it to the patient.
Indicate that the patient can hold it.
Rinse your mouth between vomiting breaks.
This continued until the patient vomited for more than ten minutes.
The patient is lying on a trash can.
Basically, I can no longer spit out anything.
Chen Mu asked slowly, "How do you feel now?"
The patient stared straight at his vomit.
As if he couldn't smell the sour smell in the trash can at all, he replied somewhat dullly: "I don't think it's very good..."
Chen Mu: "How do you say..."
Patient: "I seemed to have vomited everything in my stomach, but my stomach still felt full, as if nothing had been vomited out."
Said.
The patient gradually began to feel aggrieved.
His eyes began to burst with tears, "Dr. Chen, I have vomited so much. I should have vomited out everything that should be vomited."
Speaking of which.
The patient suddenly turned his head and looked at Chen Mu in horror: "Doctor Chen!!!"
Chen Mu: "Huh?"
Patient: "Did I eat too much watermelon and damage my brain?!"
Chen Mu: "Huh?"
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"Dr. Chen: I have been a doctor for so many years, and this is the first time I heard that someone could eat watermelon and destroy their own brains."
"That's what I said, but with this guy's current state, if you say his brain is damaged, I believe it..."
"I also believe that he doesn't look very smart."
"Dr. Chen was speechless just now, but he forced himself to hold back his temper."
"On the one hand, it's still live broadcasting. If he really gets angry in front of the camera, it may make more black fans show their chicken feet."
"On the other hand?"
"On the other hand, probably according to this student's brain circuit, and the current topic of him, if he really said something harsh, and this student got into trouble later, all the responsibility may be on Dr. Chen..."
"..."
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Chen Mu really took several deep breaths.
Only then did he forcefully suppress his somewhat irritable emotions.
He said helplessly: "Under normal circumstances, eating watermelon will not damage your brain. At most, overeating will hurt your stomach."
"You still feel bloated because your stomach has been stretched by the watermelon due to your overeating."
"Right now, you need enough time to recover."
"Once your stomach recovers, there should be no big problem."
Su Bingbing listened to the conversation between Chen Mu and the patient, and whispered to Chen Mu: "Doctor Chen, if this student is not in a big way, can you tell the emergency center..."
Chen Mu realized later: "The ambulance doesn't need to come. I asked you to call an ambulance before because I was afraid that the child's stomach would burst. Now it seems that there may be no big problem."
Said.
Chen Mu yawned lazily and looked at his side: "Su Bingbing, reporter Su, if there is nothing wrong, let's go back first..."
Suddenly.
Chen Mu saw Su Bingbing in front of him with a pale face.
Looking in one direction in horror.
Chen Mu subconsciously followed Su Bingbing's gaze.
He saw...
Not far from them, there was a fragile college student holding a courier, lying on the ground, with blood all around him.
The boy next to him was screaming shrilly.
"Fuck!!!"
Chen Mu didn't even control his emotions and cursed under the live camera.
He ran to the patient at almost the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
He used gauze to press the blood-spurting aorta on the patient's wrist.
He started to use acupuncture needles to try to stop the bleeding.
While stopping the bleeding for the patient, Chen Mu cursed loudly: "The live camera is still here. If you feel uncomfortable, you can come to the live broadcast room and let netizens judge for you. Committing suicide under the live camera will not solve any problems!"
The screaming boy suddenly stopped screaming.
He whispered: "Doctor Chen, my girlfriend didn't commit suicide. Tomorrow is our one-year anniversary. We have a very good relationship."
Chen Mu didn't believe it at all: "If she didn't commit suicide, how did the aorta break?"
The boy pointed to his girlfriend's hand with a guilty conscience.
On the ground.
There was a blade and a blood-stained express box.
The boy: "My girlfriend really didn't commit suicide. It's just that the express was a little difficult to open. I used too much force and the blade accidentally cut her aorta..."
Chen Mu: "???"
Chen Mu: "I don't know how to open express, don't lie to me!"